Wisps of silver mist swirled around the cloak, radiating a powerful spiritual energy.

Lu Ning looked at this scene with some confusion: "Why were you allowed to bring the Soul Weapon in?"

Anlocks smiled, a slight smirk playing on his lips beneath his mask. "As a saint of the mind, this little thing is within my capabilities."

After he finished speaking, afterimages appeared all over his body.

The afterimages multiplied and quickly coalesced, transforming into a figure identical to Anlocks, wearing a bird-beak mask and a silver feather cloak.

This was clearly the application of Anlocks's teleportation ability, similar to the ability Lu Ning had seen him use to find the correct path.

A hundred clones rushed towards the illusory mind.

These clones moved with incredible speed; with each step, they seemed to vanish like silver phantoms, reappearing dozens of meters away.

In just a few steps, he rushed to the center of the square, only a short distance from Huanxin's mind.

However, at that moment, the silvery slime covering the square began to boil.

Then, figures emerged from the silvery slime.

These figures include giant silver spiders, nightmare worms, silver mist people, dream eaters, and more...

There were so many different kinds of monsters that their numbers even exceeded the number of clones that Anlocks had created.

These monsters are quite powerful, each possessing strength at the eighth rank or even higher.

As soon as they appeared, they launched a fierce attack on the clone.

The clones that Anlocks conjured were stronger, all of them being ninth-level powerhouses.

However, because they were outnumbered by the monsters, they were temporarily blocked.

The next moment, the tentacles of the illusory mind twitched slightly.

A dense silver light wave spread out, radiating towards Lu Ning and the others.

Anlocks, his face beneath the bird-beak mask gleaming with a cold, stern expression, stepped forward, conjuring a shield that blocked the silver light wave.

The shield collided with the light wave without a roar; everything was silent, but the silver slime was constantly boiling.

At the same time, all sorts of fantastical phantoms appeared in the sky, like a beautiful dream without a protagonist.

As Anlocks withstood the attack from the Phantom Mind, Lin Wuyue beside him gave a soft shout: "Go!"

Lin Wuyue had already begun her own operation as early as when Anlocks was in action.

A golden arrow materialized in her hand.

The arrow emanated an incredibly dense spiritual power, almost bursting into golden flames.

When the golden arrow reached its maximum concentration, Lin Wuyue waved her hand and threw it out.

The golden arrow transformed into a streak of light, then suddenly shattered in mid-air, transforming into fine, spreading golden energy threads.

These energy threads, like a torrential rain, are all aimed at that illusory mind and brain.

Just as the golden rainstorm approached the Phantom Mind's brain, the Phantom Mind's tentacles flared, trying to defend against the attack.

Just then, an eerie voice rang out: "Corruption!"

As Lu Ning's voice fell, Huanxin's mind froze for a moment.

The power of corruption was instantly dispelled by the Illusionary Mind, but this momentary lapse still caused it to lose the initiative.

Even though the Phantom Mind Brain was surrounded by silver mist and its tentacles were waving rapidly to block the golden threads, some threads still landed on its body.

As a mind-based dream monster, the Phantom Mind Brain possesses extremely powerful mental abilities, but its physical strength is rather average. The golden threads that landed on the Phantom Mind Brain left deep wounds, from which silver viscous fluid gushed out.

This caused Huanxin's mind to tremble slightly.

While the fact that Huanxin's mind and brain were not physically strong enough contributed to this, Lin Wuyue's bird-beak mask also played a role.

The mental pollution on that bird-beak mask was extremely high, clearly indicating it was a high-risk soul artifact.

After putting on this bird-beak mask, Lin Wuyue's strength increased significantly, enough to make her attack power approach the Saint level!

The Phantom Mind in his hand went berserk, and a splash of red appeared on its silver body.

The next moment, a chaotic mental storm gathered and swept rapidly toward Lu Ning and the other two.

Under the mental storm, Anlocks' clone dimmed considerably.

This also gave the monsters that emerged from the silver slime an opportunity.

The monsters' attacks struck the clones, tearing them apart and causing them to dissipate into silver mist.

The mental storm continued to spread and soon approached Anlocks, Lu Ning, and Lin Wuyue.

Anlocks once again stood in front of Lu Ning and Lin Wuyue, forming a mental barrier to resist the mental storm.

The mental barrier began to shake violently upon contact with the mental storm, seemingly on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

Anlocks frowned slightly, and wisps of silver mist appeared around his body as he increased his power.

Just then, a tentacle emerged from the void, appeared behind Anlocks, and pierced his body like an arrow.

Anlocks noticed the tentacles approaching and his expression changed slightly.

He could easily dodge the attack, but right now he's battling a mental storm.

If they manage to dodge this attack, what will happen to Lu Ning and Lin Wuyue?

If Lu Ning doesn't die, he might be fine, but Lin Wuyue will definitely be severely injured.

Lin Wuyue was his apprentice, so Anlocks naturally couldn't stand by and watch Lin Wuyue suffer a serious injury.

Just as Anlocks' expression hardened, preparing to block the attack head-on, a flash of sword light struck the tentacle.

Without the amplification of a soul weapon, Lu Ning's sword light attack power wasn't particularly strong, but it could still reach the strength of the ninth rank.

The physical body of the Phantom Mind Brain itself was not particularly strong, and this sword light barely managed to sever the tentacles of the Phantom Mind Brain.

Silvery mucus spurted from the wound.

The Phantom Mind let out an angry screech, and the severed tentacles retracted from the void.

At this moment, the storm of emotions subsided.

Anlocks' expression turned solemn as he transformed into silver mist and vanished from the spot.

In the next instant, Anlocks traversed the entire plaza and appeared above the head of the Phantom Mind.

He traveled through the space between dream dimensions via astral projection.

Anlocks' clones condensed again, and hundreds of clones and the main body attacked the Phantom Mind's brain simultaneously.

While the two sides were engaged in fierce combat, the monsters that emerged from the silver slime turned their gazes toward Lu Ning and Lin Wuyue.

The monsters roared and charged towards Lu Ning and Lin Wuyue.